Today was Mommy-and-Lia breakfast out. Wednesday mornings, Jamba Juice. Order anything you want. Devo and I switch back and forth taking the kids– one-on-one has to be scheduled in around here. Next week, Mommy-and-Levi.
Chatter, chatter, our boots match!, with freckles sprinkled across her nose.
We squeezed in a trip to the used book section of the thrift store and added a like-new copy of Ramona the Pest to our permanent collection of favorites.
Back in time for Devo to leave for work, and school to start. (Showers, breakfast, practicing, all done on time today!)
Kiri is entertaining herself. Her activity of choice is to push a dining chair to a destination of her choice, climb, and get in to something purposely kept above the high-water line. I’m keeping up with my exercise by lifting chairs up to the table, getting them down when the school kids need them, realizing the chairs have been abandoned and Kiri has requisitioned one for her own use, then racing around trying to put them all back up before she runs off with another one.
As Levi sounds out words, and Amelie dashes off a page of math problems, and Lia types away.
A lesson on chloroplasts leads to a study of Seurat, pointillism, and the color wheel, painting with dots of color. And, of course, we have to try it out for ourselves with paint and Q-tips. (Does anyone actually call them “cotton buds”? Devo calls them earbuds, but he’s not from around here.)
Lots of roasted broccoli with garlic spaghetti and fresh parmesan for lunch. With sauteed, salty mushrooms if you’re so inclined.
The kids and I tried out a friend’s soymilk maker to make almond milk. Generally, we use the vitamix and a bag to strain out the solids. Neither Devo nor I care for the zen-like process of squeezing the milk out in the midst of the bustling morning routine. It’s fun for occasionally, exasperating for routine. I think what we really need is a salad spinner-like apparatus that spins the milk out.
Almond milk for dessert, in fancy glasses and teacups.
An after-lunch, before-rest, clean up session. I, again, contemplate therapy, seek a release from the daily freak-out (mild today).
Resting time is in full swing for the older three, and the Mama. Devo works from home and keeps an eye on Kiri. (A new and blessed commitment this year). Always an hour rest after lunch.